Catcher: Cat City 2 (Macskafogó 2: A sátán macskája)

For the first time in history, the mice,

under the leadership of Grabowsky and with the help of Potbellie,

have defeated the cats.

Their giant robot, Cat Catcher,

has caught and tamed the blood thirsty cats.

Now the cats are doing some menial tasks

which don't require much thought.

At about this time,

the journalist Henry Morton Stanley

has begun his search for Sir David Livingstone,

the famous Pafrica explorer, in the Aruvimi Forest.

I beg your pardon! Forgive me! I didn't mean to...

Whoops...

My name is Stanley.

Have you seen a gentleman by the name of Livingstone

around these parts?

And what does this crazy mouse want with Livingstone?

How should I know?

Maybe he wants to cut his tail off as well.

Now I know why my editor said

I'd really clean up with this story.

Good day, sir!

- Good day. - Dr. Livingstone

- I presume? - Yes.

Nice day.

Sorry to bother you during teatime.

My name is Stanley.

Thank God I've finally found you!

The pleasure is mine.

- Are you coming home? - No.

- I'm staying. - Then, Good bye!

Well, Good bye!

Sniff sniff! On the trail!

Sniff! Me too!

Be quiet! You'll scare off the prey!

Ho-ho, my little friend! End of the line!

What's this?

What's going on here, a monster ball?

The council didn't give you any work?

Why did you let yourselves be caught?

We've joked enough.

What's this? Am I blind?

Oh! I guess not!

Where am I?

Hey! Guys! Guys!

What's going on? Why am I locked up?

The Cat King will have the prisoner for dinner.

Wake up and smell the coffee!

The cats don't rule you any more.

The cats always be in command!

- Theysa be eatin' mice. - Oh Lord!

Grabowsky and the guys with the Cat Catcher

have tamed the cats. Cats are eating out of our hands!

- And ours too. - And from our feet,

- and from our ears... - OK.

Get me down from here and chew through the bamboo bars.

Chew? With what? We don't have incisors.

And we don't have molars either.

Every week they take our teeth out

but at least we don't have to brush our teeth.

Then how do you chew? What do you eat?

We eat porridge and coconut milk. Every day.

I have an idea!

You should chew through the bars!

What... Me? That won't work. Unfortunately my teeth are weak.

That's the disease of civilization, you know.

And this disease of civi... ciliviz... is it contagious?

It would seem so. But don't worry.

You won't get it for years.

The cats will get us before that...

Curly, Cheesy, be quiet!

I'll show you!

No fraternizing with the prisoner! You understand me?

Yes! No fraternizing! Not a drop of fraternizing!

No frater, no nizing!

Okay then.

New! With original Grabowsky fingerprint in each can.

What's your name?

- Stanley. - Write it down!

Got it. Henry Morton Stanley. Release me immediately...

Silence!

- I'm asking the questions here! - I'm not asking!

- On what grounds... - Silence!

Then ask, you fleabag!

The man is softening up.

Your mother's name, date of birth, residence,

occupation, cell phone number, mailing address?

Why? It doesn't matter, anyway. You're still going to eat me.

Well, yes, but without your particulars

we won't be able to make the menu.

A cultured cat chooses from a menu.

- So, your occupation? - Journalist and explorer.

Journalist? Great!

Now we'll finally get the news about this criminal world!

We don't get newspapers here. Tell me!

Tell me something before you die, you little Scheherazade!

If that's what you want. But you won't like the ending.

Of course I will.

We're going to eat you. That's a happy end.

Okay! So, all around the world mice rule the world

except here in this little backwater corner of nothing.

- We've defeated you. - You lie!

- That's just a story! - No, it's not just a story.

It's the truth.

How on earth could you puny little worms defeat

the great and noble cat people?

With the Cat Catcher.

What? Don't laugh.

- Cat Catcher? - It's true.

So what is this Cat Catcher.

The cat catcher is a huge robot...

in other words, a monster machine.

Wild and cruel cats go into the machine

and when they come out they are completely tame

and purr with delight.

And the most important thing: they become complete herbivores.

- What? - That's right!

- Like rabbits? - That's right!

Yuck! No! Herbivores?

- It's just a story! - No, no! It's true.

A professor from Pokyo made the machine

and Grabowsky, the world-renowned secret agent,

brought us the plans so that we could build our secret weapon.

The others have already been taken care of by the invincible Cat Catcher.

Well, that's just a rough outline of what happened.

- I don't believe it! - Me neither.

But why do you think we keep Mioka?

He's had nothing to do for years.

Now he will show us what he knows!

Here kitty, kitty, kitty. Mioka!

Where has that mangy cat got to?

Here we are! And here he is! One-two, One-two.

What's going on here?

He's in a psychedelic trance.

He drinks a lot of magic potions

until he falls asleep and starts to see visions.

- What did he drink? - A sleeping potion.

He is addicted to sleeping potions. It falls asleep immediately.

- The potion starts sleeping or he does? - They both do.

So now how can we know what he sees?

We just have to ask.

What do you see, Mioka?

Are you crazy? Why are you shouting?

- You ruined my vision. - Sorry!

Wait! I'll go back to sleep.

It's hopeless. If he's asleep, then he sees but he can't tell us

and if he is awake then he doesn't see anything but he can speak to us...

I see...

I see...

What do you see, oh great shaman?

A huge metal monster...

he's chasing cats... and- it's terrible!

- What on earth? - What on earth what?

The terribleness. What is terrible?

It's catching them! One by one!

That's what I was talking about.

Bravo! Hurray! All hail Mouseland, all hail the mice!

Stop! This means blood and a mouse insurrection!

You weak bunny rabbits! Don't you all see that there are more of you?

Yes, we can see that, but they have a cat-o'nine tails!

And you, stranger, tonight you will be our dinner!

- Alive! - Bad idea.

You are awakening many evil thoughts in our servants.

But, since this is a democracy, which extends to our food as well,

- you are free to decide... - What?

Which course you will be.

Should we stuff you with anchovies or sardines?

But we could certainly roast you au natural, with a side dish of pear.

Or would you rather be a pork cutlet?

Let's have the two mouse guards as hors d'oeuvres!

They're starting to get spoiled from being in the prison cage.

Put them back in the cage

and get a fire started in there.

Alive! Alive! Actually, not alive!

Die! Die! Today will see a great feast!

Do you think there's any truth to that mouse babble?

That they've defeated the cats all over the world?

I don't know. I will look into it.

In your crystal ball?

Unfortunately, my crystal ball has only been

a South American TV series for the last few weeks

and it hasn't broadcast any news at all.

This looks like a situation

- where we will have to be on location. - Alright.

Pick one of your best commandos and we shall take care of

the revolting mice once and for all.

Great! All 3 billion of them?

Because that's how many of them there are.

So? How many of us are there?

28.

And that's more than 3 billion?

No. It's less.

Then we're up the creek without a paddle.

Wait!

We might still be able to trap those mice yet!

- I've got an idea. - Which will save us?

Yes. I think so.

I inherited a magic spell from my great-great-grandfather

and we can use it to summon an evil demon...

What on earth? The great Black Magic cat?